A/N: That's it, folks. The End. Fim. Das Ende. La fin...
I'm so proud of this story and how it was such a cathartic experience for me. Alex and Piper work so well together and Laura and Taylor do such an amazing job that they just come to life whenever I try to put them on paper. Also, I'm kind of addicted to Katie McGrath and her sweet, sweet, sweet Irish self. So I put her here because, why not. Lena and Kara are awesome characters from Supergirl. Unfortunately, not canon but... who knows... All copyright goes to CW and Netflix and whoever owns those amazing characters. I own shit. Only frenchies, three kids and a short wife. ;)
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Chapter 15:
A/N:
Savoy Corpse Reviver
Type
Cocktail
Primary alcohol by volume
Brandy
Served
Straight up; without ice
Commonly used ingredients
1 part Brandy
1 part Fernet Branca
1 part White Crème de menthe
Preparation
Shake ingredients together with ice, and strain into a glass.
Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on
You got the healing that I want
Just like they say it in the song
Until the dawn, let's Marvin Gaye and get it on
Life is good.
Music is loud.
Drinks are perfect.
You're working and life is good.
After almost 5 months you're back behind the bar, so excited you're practically dancing. Alex is coming any time now with her cousin she wants you to meet and after the bar closes you're going to hang out like a normal, honest to God couple and you're so, so incredibly happy it actually hurts a little.
"Martini, please."
The woman in front of you puts her hand on your wrist as you pass the guy next to her two Bellinis and a Savoy Corpse Reviver, the murky white of the Savoy shining with the strobe lights. He managed to carry the two tall Bellini glasses in one hand and left sipping the Savoy. After making sure he wouldn't drop his drinks, you turn your attention to the woman whose hand is still on your arm.
Smiling, you pull your arm back discretely and clean the counter.
"What kind of Martini?"
She's a tall, slender blonde. The bluest eyes you've ever seen and blood red lips that curve seductively as she stares at you. You acknowledge her beauty but keep your smile polite as you run her code through the machine.
"Gibson."
You're already grabbing the bottles of Vodka and Vermouth as you quickly mix the drink and pour it into a wide, tall glass.
"Olive or cherry?"
The woman is still staring at you and when you place the glass in front of her with a napkin she puts her hand on your arm again.
"Cherry. And your number?"
You smile politely and open your mouth to answer but before you can Alex is right there next to her, her smile feral and possessive.
"Hi, baby…"
She bends over the counter and grabs you by the back of the head to smash your mouths together. Her tongue runs over yours, taking advantage of your little "o" of surprise. Noise drops and your eyes roll in pleasure as your hands take leverage on her forearms. Her smell is intoxicating. You barely hear the catcalls and it feels like it lasts forever but it ends too soon.
When she finally detaches your lips you open your eyes to the colors of the club's flashing lights. The Martini Girl is gone, her place taken over by a petite, blonde girl who's smiling at you, all teeth.
"First day back and already causing trouble, Chapman?" Alex raises an eyebrow at you.
"Can't help being irresistible."
Alex grins at you and puts her arm around the smiling girl.
"Babe, this is Kara and her girlfriend Lena is my cousin." A tall, brunette with a high ponytail appeared behind Alex, striking green eyes and a beautiful, slightly overbite smile.
"Hey!" You give a little wave.
"You are so pretty!" Kara exclaims. She's bubbly and sunny and happy. Lena has a striking resemblance with Alex on the way she moves and handles herself. A big, sexy, apparently very important cat. Her movements are deliberate and she seems to gravitate around Kara all the time. Seriously, cutest couple ever.
You lead Alex and Kara and Lena at the corner of the bar. You change sections with Poussey so you can waiter on them and chat occasionally when you have time. Alex hands you her arm to open her tab and as you scan her code you can help but remember the first time you did that. Like you did it in the past, you run your thumb over her skin. This time, you can raise her hand and drop a lingering kiss on her palm, relishing on the familiar smell.
"You okay, baby?"
"I'm perfect." You smile at her and with a squeeze of her hand finish opening her tab.
"What will you girls have today?"
Kara is staring at the menu like it holds the answers to all the questions in the universe. Lena has one hand on her neck, running nimble fingers up and down while she talks to Alex about some shipment.
"Do you have potstickers?"
She looks like a puppy.
"Sweetie, I don't think they have potstickers here. Do you want me to ask Daniel to get some for you?"
That's how you realize Lena spoils Kara silly. Must run in the family.
"Nah, that's fine. I think I'll have some fries, though."
You're puzzled. Normally people ask for drinks first… Your face must've been a giveaway because Lena smiles at you, flashing a dimple.
"Sorry, Piper. My girl is a bottomless pit. She doesn't play when we're talking about food."
Kara mocks pout. "I'm hungry…"
Lena rolls her eyes while Alex laughs, already familiarized with Kara's shenanigans. She tells you to just roll with beers and shots and keep them coming. You place a bucket of Stellas in front of them, their necks sticking out of the ice. Next, three glasses and two rows of shot glasses that you fill with the perfect, slightly beige, Ocho Tequila. You add a plate with salt and lemons and blows Alex a kiss before going towards the boy with dreadlocks who's raising his hand to call your attention.
Halfway through your shift Red comes to check on you as she has been doing for the past week since you came back. When she spots Alex she gives you the rest of the shift off to enjoy with the girls despite your reluctance. Dimitri takes your place behind the bar while Red goes to the kitchen to keep supplying Kara with an enormous amount of food.
"Sorry I couldn't give you a lot of attention guys… What are we talking about?"
The shots are gone so you grab another round of Stellas and the bottle of Ocho. Kara is flushed, eyes bright as she sips on her beer. Seems she has kept herself from the tequila, leaving the heavy stuff for the cousins.
Alex drapes her arm over the back of your chair and pulls you a little close, kissing your temple.
"Hey, baby. Lena was telling me about a merge with a Brazilian company; one of the lawyers was calling her a hot piece of ass in Portuguese and didn't know she actually speaks the language pretty well.
"Você fala Português?"
Lena raises a trademark (must be a family thing also) and flashes a dimple with an open smile.
"Falo. Não tão bem como você, aparentemente."
The vowels in Lena's voice are a little more rounded, open, while in Kara sound closer to the Portuguese accent, the r a little more well pronounced. After all, no imperfections were permitted in the Chapman's household.
"Seu português é ótimo!"
So, in a quick, fast pace she told Lena how and why she had learned Portuguese which made the other woman cringe and nod knowingly while sipping her beer.
"Sei exatamente como é ter pais merda. Luckily for me Diane "adopted" me right after mom and dad kicked me out for being gay. She's the best thing that has ever happened to me. Always said her sister was, and I quote, a pushover bitch with sociopath tendencies."
Alex quickly catches on the subject once Lena goes back to English and places a hand on the woman's thigh, patting to offer comfort.
"I'm sorry for that." You say because you can relate.
"Well, we can't always have the families we wish for. I was lucky I had Alex and Diane." Lena says, raising a shot in Lena's direction and downing it. The subject had long stopped bothering her.
"My sister Alex is also gay. She and Maggie have been married for 2 years now." Kara gives her input, much to the other women's confusion at the abrupt change in conversation venue. "When I also came out and introduced Lena to my mom she used to joke around with her friends that apparently she could not raise straight children. I pointed out that I was at least half-straight - I'm bi - and she was like: Kara, sweetie... that's because you're adopted."
You snort a laugh, feeling Alex shake in laughter while Lena, who apparently has heard that joke many times smiles goofily at her girlfriend before dropping a kiss on her mouth. Kara, on an apparently obnoxious and aloof move, has managed to turn a painful subject into a light moment with a single comment. Kudos.
The night progresses slowly as the four of you get more and more buzzed. As soon as you start to not feel your legs properly you cut down on the shots and lay heavy on the water. Kara is now three sheets to the wind. She's the happy drunk. Alex is a touchy drunk. She's now all PDA: hands on your thighs and shoulders, kisses on your neck, jaw, mouth. Lena is… Lena is a horny drunk. As soon as the Harlequin green in her eyes paled to a Moss green, she pulled Kara onto her lap - where she still is - and is pretty much groping whatever part of her girlfriend she can. Kara just giggles away.
It seems normal and completely incredible to you, to have these people in our life, to be happy, to be free. You have nothing weighing you down, you feel 100% in tune with your emotions, with who you are.
The bar is almost closing, so you close Alex's tab and pay for it; she keeps shoving her Starbucks membership card at you. "I'll pay kid, let me pay." Lena has her lips attached to Kara's, who is now sitting cowboy style on her girlfriend's lap, hands on her bottom. You ask Nicky to hail you a cab but Dimitri offers to take you home. You're taking everyone to Alex's apartment since you're still living there. That's one pending subject you have to talk about.
Kara and Lena are making out heavily in the back seat as Alex cracks jokes to you. You travel next to Dimitri, apologizing profusely all the way. Taking three drunk women up to a penthouse would be incredibly tricky if it wasn't for Dimitri. You really owe him a drink. Hell, a round of drinks. He dumps the three giggling women on the couch and leaves. You're still pretty buzzed so it's a hard job and you see more boobs and butts than you were hoping for when they're finally all settled down for the rest of the night.
Lena and Kara are comfortably settled in the guest room, Advil and water on their bedside table for when they wake up. Alex is naked, sprawled starfish position in the middle of the bed, her gorgeous tush up in the air. You showered the smoke and booze from the bar off your body and are now ready to join your girlfriend in slumber. Unfortunately, there seems to be no space left for you on the bed.
You poke Alex on the ribs and usually, it's enough to get her to move but this time she grabs you by the hand and pulls you to the bed, rolling herself on top of you on a very ninja move. Her kisses are sluggish but she hits the exact spot on your jaw that immediately gets your legs to open. Her hand is already there, rubbing against your clit. You realize Alex is in a mood and fast and furious is the way it's going to be. She's moving her center against your inner thigh and apparently needs no help whatsoever because it's already slick and warm.
"Baby… I'm so wet…" Her speech is slurred and aroused. You grab her bottom and push and pull her against your thigh, panting against her mouth, as you stumble towards a powerful orgasm. Alex vocalizes her finish with a long, struggled moan. She pants softly as she raises her head from your neck to kiss you as you both turn on your sides and stare at one another. Alex's eyes are kind of hazy but she looks serious out of the sudden.
"Pipes… I need to ask you something."
She looks so serious…
"Sure, baby… Are you ok?"
"Move in with me?"
Her eyes are huge and open.
"Alex, you're drunk sweetie… Let's talk about this in the morning…" Your voice is barely a whisper but she grabs your hand and places it on her cheeks, forehead touching yours.
"I don't want to wait anymore. I want you here with me. All the time. I want your smell on my sheets and your crap all over the place. I want to fight and have to sleep in the same bed even if we're angry. I want to have to buy those damn gummy bears you like so much because they are apparently the only thing you eat when you're on your period. I want to share PMS with you and everything else. Please say yes…
Your eyes are swimming and you're not sure she'll remember it next morning but you can't help it. You kiss her slowly and lovingly and make sure her green eyes are locked into yours before replying: Yes!
Alex pecks your mouth several times before finally cuddling close to you, her head against your neck. Her breathing evens out a couple minutes later as she drops to sleep like a rock in a lake.
Your body is still singing with the aftershocks. The room is dark and silent as the street slumbers for a couple of hours more before the sun rises. Alex has a possessive arm thrown over your stomach and you are lulled by her breathing and the fan above you.
You are happy. And the future is an open road ahead of you, filled with Alex Vause.
Life is good.
Life is good.
THE END